Continental Express

Pictures tell a story

2009-03-01T10:06:00.001-08:00

I think I might blog more often if I wasn't such a "head case" as Mallory (two L's), might call me. Basically I never know where my usb cord is to upload pictures. I have a great one of Mallory shoveling and some new ones of baby niece. OoooOO I turned another year older 3 weeks ago. It was the "worst" birthday in terms of happenings... My car was towed... Justin worked. I sat at home with Brody. I mean it was a good day... (other than the car being towed) but there were no birthday fireworks. I can remember my birthdays when I was little.

I had one at Mill 2... and indoor mini putt and go-carts, along with miscellaneous arcade games with tickets to cash in for prizes.... I swear I got an E-Z bake oven, I could be mistaken and dreamed it... because now that I think of it I remember my mom finding me one at a good will and buying that.. going home and baking the most delicious brownies ever, I also burned myself. Who gives a child an oven anyway?

Another birthday was at Roller World.... it was turning 7 and I can remember my god mother's husband telling me how special it was because it was Feb "7"th and I was turning 7..... he also fell later that evening roller skating and broke his arm...... it was a "BIG" deal... the roller rink got closed temporarily and an ambulance came. He was a funny guy though so it makes the story funny in my head.

I also remember a birthday at Party Play House.... it was like a house that you came and partied at.... ball pit, stage and micro-phones, dress up clothes, slide, secret room and doors, pizza, cake.... I have a couple pictures from that day "somewhere"...... As for the other birthdays.... since my mom is a "head-case" I doubt there are any pictures of those days. If I were to ask her she would say in her mom voice..... "well they are somewhere, we just have to find them."............ interpretation.... "she has no clue and we will never find them"

I guess it's time to blog?..?..?

2009-01-05T17:13:00.000-08:00

So I started a new job finally. I had 3 days of training and then 2 weeks off for Holiday Break and then today was "That Horrible Monday", except it wasn't so horrible. I still feel like a deer in headlights because I'm "new" and feel dumb about asking questions every five seconds... especially when the questions is about someone's name... I'm horrible with names and the 2 week break did not help anything. Oh.. yah so the new job is called "Clinical Assistant" sounds fancy but really im just a teacher to social inapt children, so I suppose it actually is a big challenge, much more so than the Wav or my two loveys I nanny for. It requires a ton of patience and on my first day I had a text book thrown at me and was called every ungodly name possible. My boss lady from my nanny job says it kinda sounds like im fighting an uphill battle in terms that language and disrespect comes mostly from the home life and it will be hard to change. Although I think it is somewhat true.... if you saw these kids, it makes you want to help no matter what.

Also my little prince Mr. B has found a girlfriend. They have been having puppy play dates in hopes that they may marry and have puppies. So far the Miss. Sophie, his lady friend is playing hard to get. hmmmm I want little brodies...

Meanwhile my little turkey has been getting very plump and cute. She is the prettiest little thing I have ever seen. I have been able to watch her a lot and im surprised how I do... I thought I was

going to be really scared. She however never cries and makes me laugh.

She is my little baby bunkin.

For Elise and Marae

2008-10-25T10:55:00.000-07:00

Elise!!!!!!!!!!!

Last night I was sitting on my moms bed and I saw these -------->

The box kinda reminded me of a something cigarettes come in and I wondered if my mom was a closet smoker then I laughed at that thought and asked her..... so these things are peanut butter flavored ginger chews... and it reminded me of the time that I got sick on Katahdin and Lindsey gave me a ginger chew and later you told me you loved them.... or maybe you told me Marae loved them.

Anyway... I ate the whole box in one sitting and decided that you would love these delicious treats. There is an inside wrapper that is made of rice paper and every time I opened one it was an exciting experience... made me feel like I was eating paper and being that weird kid in school.

So I went online and it says they are temporarily out of stock on this website

http://www.reedsgingerbrew.com/order/pbchews.asp

which proves they are most likely the most delicious ginger chew.

So I need to send you and Marae a box of these. Please e-mail me your mailing address!
( asia.murillo@gmail.com)

Hope your having fun with your phone books!

p.s. It hurt to eat the after eight mints you left me.... made me feel like I was eating the last box of after eight mints that ever existed.

I'm bRinGinG HoMe a BaBy BuMBle Beeeee

2008-10-25T10:33:00.000-07:00

Every time I look at this picture I have to laugh. She reminds me of a chinese wise man. I can't decided if it's the eyes or the hat. HAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAA. I love her!

This was one of the rare moments that mommy and daddy caught the little Pumpkin wide awake. She has her moments where she is extremely curious but don't blink your eyes shes got a bad case of narcolepsy.

baby bunkin was asking where auntie was.... not even a week old and she already knows I'm the coolest. What up Addy! Aunties Here!

So many changes so little time

2008-10-09T20:01:00.000-07:00

The stock markets up... the stock markets down.

My life story.

I'm still jobless... my own fault. My cell phone won't work. I'm broke.

Don't fear.... a job is in near site- even if I have to work at Dunkin Donuts... mmMmMmm Donuts

So thats great change.... things can only go up right?

New life is about to arrive!..... Chad's little baby - my niecey poo Addy is about to be here

I am certain to blog at the moments arrival. I will also buy donuts that day!

On a more sad and controversial note. I have been asked to play God.

My mr. man is sick. my rally, my nacho man, my monkey... he is really sick. makes me sad to even blog about him... like Im predetermining that he has no future.

No vet has any answers... makes me wish I was a doctor. I even started researching medical schools and starting planning my 10 year plan .....seriously . hahahahahah Dr. Murillo . I don't think that would help him now however. But where is the morality in telling me that I am being selfish to euthanize my stinky nacho man? He wags his tail, he smiles at me, and when he pees his pants I bathe him... and I'm ok with that. I'll clean up his pee. I would hope he'd clean up my pee if i peed my pants. And I assume we can't compare humans and animals on the same level but where is the logic in putting my dog out "misery" but if anyone close to me in human form was in pain... has no option even if it was their own choice to be "K>O>"???

I love him. : (

You say tamatoe... i say avaacado

2008-09-09T08:48:00.000-07:00

So this summer I became familiar with the avocado....

I wasn't sure if it was a fruit or a vegetable or even something random like a nut. I mean I knew enough like... its normally used to make guacamole but other than I had no clue. I wasn't even sure if i liked them.

But thankfully I was edu-ma-cated and now i know that avocados are delicious.

Funny Fact About The Avocado

The name "avocado" also refers to the fruit (technically a large berry) of the tree that contains an egg-shaped pit (hard seed casing). The word "avocado" comes from the Nahuatl word āhuacatl ("testicle", a reference to the shape of the fruit)

Ok MacGyver

2008-09-03T20:50:00.000-07:00

Silly Field Crickets.... thinking they can move into my house.... Who do they think they are????

*chirp* chirp* chirp*

"what the...."

*chirp* chirp* chirp*

"a cricket? where is he?"

*chirp* chirp* chirp*

"shut up!"

-Mission Number One-

Asia sits reading Breaking Dawn on couch
A tiny useless cricket came chirping into our living room
-Justin- enters stage left carrying a broom
- sweeps broom under heating registers... chirping stops.
Justin exits stage left

"Guess you got him?"

5 minutes later

*chirp- chirp Chirp****

"ah Justin!.... where do you think he is?"

Justin enters stage left

*chirp Chirp CHIRP*

"I don't know but ahhhh shut up cricket"

Justin reclaims broom and sweeps madly under the registers... chirping stops (momentarily)
2 minutes later..... chirp.. Asia sits book down- disturbed- annoyed- mission sets in motion- moves couch - lifts it over her head... spins it three times... throws it 85 ft. moves coffee table.... sweeps furiously.... screaming

"Cricket!!!! I'll kill it!

waiting.... waiting.... no more chirping

"I guess you want to watch the movie? (p.s. I love you)" Justin suggests

Couple exit stage left... enter new Scene: T.v. room

Asia and Justin snuggle on couch. Tv noise in back ground... cricket enters stage right.

"Ah the cricket!!" "Justin get up the cricket!!!"

The small little black creepy crawly crept passed the couples feet while Asia screamed and tried to throw a bowl over the monster while Justin tried to squish it.....with much success the couple believed to have squished the monster by throwing clothes over it and stomping only to hear ..............Chirp..CHIRP...CHIRP.. a few moments later.

"Just, I think he is inside the wall?"

"We could spray something in there?"

"Ohh yeah.. get me some hairspray... and a hammer..."

"oh some straws... three straws"

"who are you? MacGyver"

"hahhahahaha" ---- after my Macgyver multiple personality was released - there was no hope for that darn cricket....I used the hammer to take apart the heating register I sprayed some hairspray behind my heating register....nothing... hmmm- alright now i put the straws together to create an extra long straw and poked the straw behind the floor moulding and suddenly a cricket appeared.. ahhhh I freaked out and sprayed that poor cricket with a lot of hair spray and squished him.

Meanwhile... 500 hundred other crickets have attack since then

THE END

Not much of a blogger

2008-09-02T22:15:00.000-07:00

I've realized how horrible I am to commit on things like these....... Camp is over and I never blogged once over the summer. The kids came... and the kids went...and family camp went....and now that job is all but the past. But nonetheless very blog worthy. so here goes.... This summer was something unique for me. Cliche and corny as it maybe... I will say "it was a life changing experience" not because I have had some aura or epiphany suddenly enter my life and now I feel the need to became some advocate (or disciple if you will) to rant about the greatness of camp life ... oh no!... I won't do that. In fact some people would have hated my summer.

I mostly loved my summer because of the trips. My trip to Mount Washington with a certain lovely group of children was nothing less than inspiring. Climbing Katahdin was hard, rainy, but beautiful. And with a great group of friends (co-counselors). But in addition I witnessed ...lifestyles. Different lifestyles from different people. And although i could use the word JUDGE- i would prefer "assess" those people. And after assessing the people that i certainly grew to love or simply acknowledge I became one summer closer to understanding perhaps what I do want from life.... no..... maybe what i don't want. Because as i said before.... i had no epiphany. I just learnt through my environment that certain things made me very happy and certains things made me very irritated and certains things made me hope to be like or to never be like. "to be or not to be" - its like my summer gave me a list of pros and cons to life.... and I'll tuck that list "deep down into my pocket"- and only hope that in many more summers to come that i do not forget that list.

And the blue sky is cloudy once again

2008-06-23T10:13:00.000-07:00

Rain rain... go away!

So, its been a couple days and I figured I better post something exciting! I just basically have finished my training at Wavus and the kids come tomorrow. *miXed FellIngS of "yippie" and "oh no!" - This past week seems like it could have been a months worth of time or also it seems like it has gone by fast. I am not as home sick as I thought I would be. In fact I just went home the last couple of nights and they were nice but home is hectic with many distractions and responsibilities. I also have trouble saying goodbye to my lovey dovey- seeing him makes me more home sick- its like constantly having to say goodbye to someone. Wavus however is the exact opposite of my home life.

Camp although unorganized at times -leaving you with a "uhh what do i do now" sense is very structured. Maybe I feel that way because I know exactly when my meals are coming. At home I am lucky if I am fed. hahaaha. I didnt think I was one of those people that needed plans and a day planner but I have been keeping a journal and just knowing what I am doing day to day is kinda nice. It reminds me of freshman year of college. I guess its the idea that I am never bored here. The environment is truly beautiful as well.

I have finally remembered to grab my camera cord so I will have to post my pictures asap.

I guess this is all the "exciting" information I have to share. I am desperately exhausted and its "free time" so i think I will go take a nap. realllll exciting asia.....

Day Dreaming When Driving

2008-06-15T17:58:00.000-07:00

So I was really excited to blog this afternoon when I was driving back to Wavus for the long hull. Yet, no that im typing my mind has gone blank. I think I was going write about.. well I know I was going to write about land-marks on newly driven roads and how I would explain to friends "how to get to Wavus"....... and how stupid things just pop out at me. Like there is this place with a sign that says "Feed the Birds" and even the first time I drove up here I giggled.... I really have no clue what the store or the house is.... do you stop in and feed birds? Maine is so silly. I also noticed things that are generic like shaws. I should have stopped and taken pictures of these things.

I also was marking how long my trip was... this time I got 38 miles.... but thats clocking from my drive-way. I have clocked it 3 times now and I don't know why it matters. I think I am seriously obsessed with the idea of telling "all" of my (3) friends to keep going straight on route 1 and when then sounds smart and say its exactly 23 miles to "the rest stop" and right after the rest stop you will see a sign that says "feed the birds" - man i really love that sign. In fact after that area... the rest of the ride is really dull. In fact I am really excited to state " once you turn on to 23 be prepared for the most boring 8 miles of your life". Seriously the last 8 miles to Wavus blow. For some reason I always find myself going 50mph and someone on my ass wanting to go even faster on a back country road thats twisty and hilly. I end up getting all nervous and feel forced to go faster. I actually start to sweat. phew..

Meanwhile I was day dreaming probably for the first 14.5 miles of my trip where I suddenly found myself already past Bath and wondered "how the hell did i end up here". Does that ever happen to anyone else? You start driving and then suddenly realize you are actually driving - hmmm "real safe asia". Not to make matters even more on safe but I started snapping pictures of my self as I was driving specifically so I could post them on here and share with you how I look as I drive... real sweet of me i think.

Anyway, Im not quite satisfied with how this blog is turning out. I felt like I was going to be incredible witty with the great landmarks and ideas that were popping in my head but it seems as those my brain has turned into jello now.
9:14pm over and out - 10-4

- pictures to come- left my cord at home... : (

Sore Muscles (mus-kuls)

2008-06-14T18:47:00.000-07:00

I always had really great arm strength, especially for a girl. I could arm wrestle all the boys and win. I like to think it was that I was just plain awesome vs. good blue "jeans". However either some point in time I must have become un-awesome or my jeans just got holey because my arms just aint what they used to be.

The last three days I was training at Wavus for the ropes course and was really distraught that my arms had become complete weenies. The first day I felt O.K. and enjoyed the slight pain of growing muscles as I climbed the trees monkey style (munkeeeey you there?- ha * kiss lj* ). After the first day of training was over I went out on a kayak and really noticed how I was the slowest paddler. By the second day my ambitious nature started to fail and I quickly was becoming fatigued. I wanted to continue climbing the trees limbs but my limbs felt shaky and achy. By the third and final day I desperately attempted a climb-pushing to reach the top but fell short - real short. I just couldnt climb. I was getting one of those bob horses or charlie horse if you prefer in my legs and my arms not only felt like J-E-L-L-O but they actually looked and became jello. I actually ate them - cherry flavor. In addition belaying... spelled right? Is no joke a hard work... pulling that cord to provide the perfect amount of slack and continuing breaking position is not a simple task... for me and my jello weenies. Nonetheless I assume if in three days my arms feel the way they do it is a good sign that by the end of the summer my awesomeness will return and my blue jeans will be brand spanking new.